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I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen this much snow – on my lawn, in the streets, and piled like Mount Everest in shopping center parking lots.
I feel like I’m living in a snow globe.
It’s not even the dead of winter, and I have the heater in my room running pretty much 24/7. Everytime I open my door, there’s a draft from the chilly hallway. Everytime someone enters my room, I hear, “I feel like I’m in Florida!”
So then I think, “Oh, but you’re not – we’re not. Couldn’t you tell by my layers upon layers of sweatpants and long sleeves?”
Did I mention that it snowed just the other morning? Mmhmm, that’s right. It snowed – in November.
Yup . . . it’s getting pretty cold in my neck of the woods.